Candace, her friend and Mrs. Pendragon

You lead the quartet back to the Rec Room and once again **** the lock open. You still find it funny that even if one of them got themselves loose, they would still be stuck in the room with no way out.

"Ladies, ladies, ladies," you say sardonically, "I've got three freshly-fucked and submissive whores now. Plus, someone got a visitor."

You go around to the back and undo the far end of the young woman's collar. You drag her over to to the Pool Table, revealing her to Candace. The look on her face tells the whole story.

Holding onto the collar still, you begin to undo the ropes holding Candace down to the table. You allow her to climb off of it, but keep a tight hold on her arm. You let go momentarily to undo her gag.

"Who is this," you ask sharply.
"That's...that's Tiffany. She's...my girlfriend," the co-ed replies.
"You're both dykes, huh? Well, I like that. I think that I want a show from you two. Make it nice and I won't spank the hell out of you like I did to Natalie."
"Mmease mmow," Tiffany says, her eyes full of sadness.
"In that case..."

You let go of Candace and turn Tiffany around. You begin to spank her round, onion-shaped ass several times.

"Mmokay mmokay," she says, relenting, "Mmi'm mmorry!"
"What about you," you say, gesturing to Candace, "Are you going to behave?"
"Yes," Candace says meekly.
"Prove it. Take off your clothes. Right now."

She looks down and goes to do just that. She peels off her tank top and drops it on the ground. She still doesn't look up as she slides down her panties and steps out of them, removing her last stitch of clothing left. She now stands before you naked and very humiliated.

"Good. Now take off your girlfriend's shorts- NOW."

Candace sighs, knowing that she has ****. Tiffany, for her part, looks at her friend sadly as she does the deed. She undoes the button and pulls down the zipper before finally pulling the shorts down entirely, revealing a yellow thong.

"Good job. Now put this in your mouth," you say, handing her a matching ball-gag.

You turn Tiffany around and begin to untie her arms. You're only doing this for a reason...

"Don't get too comfortable," you say, "You're going to be tied up for the trip. Now take off the rest of your clothes."

Her arms now freed, Tiffany relents and pulls off her shirt. Without missing a beat, she undoes the matching yellow bra and drops it on the ground next to her. Looking away from you, she slides down her panties and removes them as well, making herself naked too.

Meanwhile, Candace is now gagged.

True to your word, you re-tie Tiffany's hands behind her back, but leave her elbows alone for now. You also give her a matching ball-gag and latch it in place. Candace gets the same treatment, as well as her own collar. You lead the two Nubian co-eds over to your other slaves, now ready to decide their fate.

You approach the hogtied Mrs. Pendragon and take her gag out.

"Beg me to take you with them," you say, "Unless you're comfortable here."
"Please take me with you," she begs, "This hurts so much. I'll be a good ****."
"Prove it. Strip off your underwear when I untie you. I like my girls to all match."

You undo the complex and tight bindings, pulling the subservient Teacher to her feet. She quickly pulls off her bra and removes her panties, tossing both of them on the ground next to her.

You re-tie her hands behind her back, just like the others.

With your new slaves chosen, you must re-place the others.
You un-tether them from each other. You lead Donna to Candace's old 'home' and hogtie her tightly on top of the table.
As for Tory and Natalie, you have a fun plan for them.

To reward them for their naughty behavior, you place Natalie in the chair and tie her to it tightly, making sure to keep her legs spread. You put Tory in her lap and tie her to the redhead. You position them so that they can rub their pussies and breasts against each other to their heart's content.

You give Mrs. Pendragon a collar and form a new line with her, Candace and Tiffany (in the back). The question is this...